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letra de ftos - certi2x

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[intro]
(d-mn, flando)
(ayy, run that sh-t up, chase)

[chorus]
catch a opp, whack him at the red light
youngins on go, shootin’ sh-t, we take lives
jugg like every day
big fraud day, sunlight
headshot gang, ruthless, shoot sh-t, we live
ftos, f-ck the other side
in the gangway, and i got wass ties
shoot out with the opps, but they died
certified slime, see it right in eyes

[verse 1]
drill time, don’t play, rise it, i’ma slime
trap every season, every season i’ma shine
keep me a stick but a n-gga ain’t blind
like a haircut, watch these opps get lined
pull up, park up, and you know wе gon’ fire
mask on my face, man, i feel like mikе myers
ouu, creepy like a spider
crodie’s gon’ ride like four tires
i can’t do phones ’cause they tap in wires
n-ggas get knocked, they be singin’ like choirs
put him on a box, his face on the flyers
bet he stay inside, he don’t wanna crossfire
ouu, nintendo but i can never switch
like baseball, p-ssy get pitched
and my heart cold just like a fridge
for my day ones could never burn that bridge
[chorus]
catch a opp, whack him at the red light
youngins on go, shootin’ sh-t, we take lives
jugg like every day
big fraud day, sunlight
headshot gang, ruthless, shoot sh-t, we live
ftos, f-ck the other side
in the gangway, and i got wass ties
shoot out with the opps, but they died
certified slime, see it right in eyes

[verse 2]
walk up, down my shots in a n-gga
big dawg, can’t talk to me, n-gga
trap house, made about eight figures
shootin’ sh-t, movie like austin rivers
make plays like that, but i don’t know the clippers
clique full of demons, and we all real hitters
two twin nina’s and they bussin’ like scissors
can’t sneak diss, i ain’t got no filter
f57 by neen, never needed no k!llers
we could make a movie, ain’t makin’ no trillers
[?] in my pack, yeah, it tastes like vanilla
certi2x, yeah, certified drilla’
yeah, yeah, certified k!lla’
if i take your pack, you’re lucky i ain’t care
got bodies like [?] k!lla
[chorus]
catch a opp, whack him at the red light
youngins on go, shootin’ sh-t, we take lives
jugg like every day
big fraud day, sunlight
headshot gang, ruthless, shoot sh-t, we live
ftos, f-ck the other side
in the gangway, and i got wass ties
shoot out with the opps, but they died
certified slime, see it right in eyes

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